Every morning around 8:15 I could look through the glass and see you leaning against a wall, not ready to walk
And I could remember the night before
Playing Monopoly on the floor
And now I'm thinking I am the one who chose the dark
I was waiting to lose faith and you were sitting in your car
With the sound turned down and you were not looking for more anyway
There are tracks on that cd I've burned a hole through
Missing you
And there are times I write your name in dirt and stomp it out
Its a voodoo thing, but I hope you don't hurt
I pick at my nails in class now, and I remember how I used to slide them down your back til you burned
and now I remember I have heard this song before
It was on the last disc I made before I went to school
Before I knew there would be no me and you
Well, I never was much for romance
But I could drive from here to Toledo on pins and needles to teach you about nostalgia
Crack crack crack on glass, I can't say I want you back
I used to dance on ravine edges and the only difference now is its meaningless
You're not much of prince but I am nothing like an Audrey Hepburn
I shake when I try to write lyrics and I drink orange juice at midnight when I need to be pulling this fever down
I use my phone far too much and you remember it used to always be on silent when you were around
Well its not like that anymore but then again
Nothing is really the same
I dont wear those green shoes anymore, I walked til the soles tore and then I realized it was time to turn around
So I talked myself off the mountain and Ive been living in this ditch ever since
I am afraid someday we will all be sad about these choices
But for now I think we will all hold our tongues, and maybe lose our voices
Knock knock knock on wood
This has been good but Im the girl who never quits when she should
I get carried away before we know it Im gone again
Crack, crack, crack on glass
So much to say if anyone wants to ask
But I think they think the stories over
So for now its over
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